Lancer: The Knights of Fenris

Mika: We probably would have been lost too. Remember what we heard in the debrief?

Mattrick: {grumble}

Mika: At least we're alive and we can do something about it.

William: Well, if you don't mind me asking.... ...if you could give your own orders, what would you guys do? As long as that's not classified, I mean.

Jake: {sigh} I'd be out there looking for Commander Garret.

William: Hey, you mean Rolf Garret? I've heard of him. He helped found the Banner Sentinels, didn't he? He must be a great knight.

Jake: Yeah, he is. And more than that, really... Rolf wasn't just my commander. I was also his squire since I was a kid. He was a natural leader. He always seemed to know what to do, and what to say. I always knew I could trust him no matter what happened, but now I'm on my own. If he's out there, he might think we're all dead right now, and that's what really hurts to think about. Wherever he is, I just hope he's okay.

William: I really hope so too. I wish I could offer some better consolation, but I need to get back to work. Have you all been assigned your quarters yet? Maybe we'll be bunkmates.

Jake: We were actually going to meet with the L.S.* after we ate.

Note: *Logistics Specialist: overseer of provisions on a naval vessel

William: Well, be prepared for a bit more... unfriendliness from some of the crew. Especially the L.S.."

Mika: Should we expect any trouble?

William: Just make sure to apply the appropriate amount of butt-kissing on the L.S., and you should be fine.

Mika: Great...